[ At that greeting, Roxas pulls his hood back, not caring about the rain that's still pouring down on them, not even noticing the ease of the raindrops once he sees that casual (yet somewhat uncertain) hello.
For a moment, his face remains neutral, not showing anything on his face before the corner of his lips twitch upward. ]
I'm surprised. Usually you'd say more than that.
[ There's a bit of teasing there, a sense of familiarity there despite the lack of memories he still has of the other Nobody. He has a few, mostly of his last day or so with the Organization but hardly anything more beyond that, just knowing that Axel had been his best friend, his first friend. Something like that, he doesn't think he could ever forget.
But whether the other would still accept him is another story.
From that greeting though, there might be some hope. ]
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For a moment, his face remains neutral, not showing anything on his face before the corner of his lips twitch upward. ]
I'm surprised. Usually you'd say more than that.
[ There's a bit of teasing there, a sense of familiarity there despite the lack of memories he still has of the other Nobody. He has a few, mostly of his last day or so with the Organization but hardly anything more beyond that, just knowing that Axel had been his best friend, his first friend. Something like that, he doesn't think he could ever forget.
But whether the other would still accept him is another story.
From that greeting though, there might be some hope. ]